The One
He had been here for eons – waiting. Here on this desolate planet at the edge of the universe. Here where no one came.
His patience was boundless though, and after his long wait they had come; 19 small and insignificant creatures. No much life force, but enough for his purposes. Enough to grant his freedom.
He would start with this small pittance of life. A miniscule sacrifice which would be dwarfed by his future feasts on the souls of entire planets. Nay, entire systems and galaxies would be his to consume. Consume and grow in power, for what is a God without sacrifice and power?
And finally he would have his revenge on those who banished him so long ago. Those who reviled him and called his lusts and appetites unholy would be unmade, and he would finally serve his ultimate purpose. To consume the universe and become The One.
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Interesting piece. Would love to see how he took his revenge and what they did to him.
Ah well, that's a story for another day.
Which day? :) We are waiting. LOL!
The day where I feel compelled to tell the story of his revenge over any other possible stories. Maybe that day will be tomorrow, next week or next year. Perhaps it's a day that will come for someone else who wants to take up the tale of this banished god?